When you were 15, you met the boy you thought you were going to be with for the rest of your life. Spencer Reid.

He was tall, and lanky, and so awkward. He was perfect for you. You fell hard, pulled out all the stops, and only two months after you met you two were together.

Then 10 months later, you two broke up after an argument that seemed unresolvable. The break up came fast, without any warning, and seemed to rock both your worlds.

Now, it’s February of your Junior year. 5 months after you two broke up. You’ve never missed a person more than you do right now. You thought that the kind of longing you felt was reserved for romcoms and fairytales.

You were looking through old screenshots of the messages between the two of you, and before you know it, you’re typing in his number and sending him a text.

I miss you